From the Quidditch stands you could see Fred. His huge smile, the wind in his hair and the way he cheered when someone makes a score.
You smiled up at him. His beautiful brown eyes lite up when he flew. He looked so cute, you think to yourself. Wait what?
Then realization hit you. The butterflies you always felt around Fred. The smile that grew on your face every time he smiled at you. The jealousy you felt when Angelina was flirting with him. You liked Fred and never realized it.
How were you going to be able to be around him now? You stood up and left towards the common room. You found you favorite muggle book (F/B), and tried to focus on it instead of the fact that you liked Fred.
Later on you see someone enter with a huge smile. It was George. "We won!!" Then the common room started to fill. "Congrats!" You smiled at George.
Then you felt someone hugging you from behind. "We won!" It was Fred. When he let go you forced a smile. He frowned. "Something wrong?" You shook your head. "Just a bit tired got to go." He nodded with a frown still on his face. You walked up to your dorm.
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You sat on the couch doing your homework with Hermione when Fred entered the common room. "So I'm done."
"You are?" Hermione asked with confusion. You nodded. It wasn't a lie, well not completely. Truth said you just needed one more paragraph to be finished.
"I'll see you tomorrow." You quickly walked upstairs not looking at Fred.
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You had been avoiding Fred for the past week. You currently sat reading a book when you heard the common room door open. You look up and see George and Fred walk in. You felt the nerves eating at your stomach. You close your book and stand up and walk out and start heading towards the library.
You then feel someone grab your arm. You come face to face with an angry Fred. "Hey!" You exclaim and jerk your arm away.
"What did I do?" He asks furious. "What?" You ask pretending to be confused.
"You're going to have to do better than that." Ugh, problems with being friends with people that know you so well.
"Nothing." His expression soften as he says, "You've been avoiding me."
Well you can't deny that. "I just I get really nervous when you're around." You admit looking at him. "What?"
You scoff softly. "I like you Fred." He smiles then leans in a places his lips on yours.
